[A small, knowing smirk crosses Bro's face at that, as his hilt strikes Dave's hands instead. Dude managed to block the attack, so he's got to give him that.]

Shit, bro.

[He says, craning his neck to the side to crack it a little, twirling his katana in his hand. He knew it. He knew it Dave, you were getting a bit rusty on this shit. You need yourself a teacher and buddy, he's back in town.]

That's a bitch, huh. Knew your words were slick as hell, didn't know your hands were. Better get ready to get 'em dirty though, cause this is gonna suck for you.

[He strikes out, leg kicking towards Dave's stomach. Might want to move quick Dave, get yourself rearmed. Because this session sure the fuck isn't over.]